Chapter 6 — Little Sun In Your World

When I walked in with Giang Than and Giang Phong, the room was filled with people: • Branches of the Jiang family's branches • Company board of directors • And the whole family of Giang The An Giang Chinh Hong — grandfather, sat in the chair. His face was pale, but his eyes were still sharp as knives. Giang The An sat next to him, a triumphant expression on his face, as if he had firmly grasped victory in his hands. The lawyer adjusted the file, cleared his throat slightly, and read the most important part of the will: "Thirty percent of the shares of Giang Group will be inherited by Mr. Giang Than. Conditions: Mr. Giang Than must personally speak and declare his wish to inherit, right at today's family meeting. If not, these shares will be temporarily managed by second uncle Giang The An." In that moment, all eyes in the room turned to Giang Than. Giang The An burst out laughing, his voice soft but cruel, like a stray cat stealing a piece of fatty meat: "Eldest brother, don't blame me. A Than hasn't said a single word in three years, how can such a big inheritance be given to him? I'm just... thinking about the Giang family." He paused for a moment, turned to Giang Than, smiled hypocritically: "A Than, just call 'second uncle', let second uncle keep these shares for you. When you are well, second uncle will return them to you, okay?" This sentence is said... both falsely and smugly. I saw Giang Than's fist clenched until it turned white, the blue veins clearly visible on the back of his hand. I know, your heart is torn. The past three years... that psychological shadow is not easy to tear. In the meeting room, the air was so heavy it was suffocating. The second hand on the wall clock seemed to be deliberately lengthening each beat. Giang The An's smile became more and more triumphant... as if everything belonged to him. Just as the lawyer was about to open his mouth to announce the results, I suddenly stood up. “I object.” All eyes turned to me. I slowly walked to the middle of the meeting room, facing Giang The An, the corner of my lips curled up in a cold smile: "Mr. Giang The An... you said you did everything for the Giang family? So three years ago, when you bought someone to cause a car accident, killing your own brother and sister-in-law, why didn't you think it was... for the Giang family?" BOOM —— The entire meeting room exploded. The sound of tables and chairs moving and whispers resounded. Giang The An's face was as pale as ashes: "What... what nonsense are you talking about?! What evidence do you have?!" I tilted my head, laughed lightly, my voice filled with certainty: "Proof? Of course... there." Having finished speaking, Giang Phong stood up, his eyes sharp as knives. Right behind him, two policemen escorted a man in - the same thug who caused trouble in my hometown. As soon as the thug saw Giang The An, he cried out in panic: "Mr. Giang! You promised me! As long as I confess for you, you will give me another million!" BOOM —— The entire meeting room exploded once again. Giang The An's face was ashen, his body seemed to have been stripped of all its bones, he sat down on the chair, his eyes blurred, no energy left. At that moment... Giang Than, who had been silent from the beginning, finally spoke. He came to stand next to me, grabbed my hand, raised his head and looked straight at Giang Chinh Hong - his grandfather was sitting in the chair. His voice is no longer hoarse before, no longer dry, but clear, clear, and extremely determined: "Grandpa. The car accident three years ago... was not my fault. I did not kill my parents." He took a deep breath and continued, word by word falling like the sound of a hammer tapping: "Today... I'm not standing here because of these shares. I just want to tell everyone: I, Giang Than... have returned." He let go of my hand, his eyes swept over each person in the room, his voice was so determined that it made everyone's skin crawl: "What belongs to me, I will take back with my own hands. As for those who hurt my family...one person, I will not forgive either." At that moment, he stood under the warm yellow light, straight-backed, arrogant, like a shining blade. No longer was he the quiet teenager who had to rely on me for "salvation". But a new Giang Than - using his own strength, tearing through all darkness, stepping out of the citadel of the "past" full of haunting and pain. This time, he really… came back. ✦ The next chapter will be a thrilling drama: Giang The An is not willing to fail, will counterattack with a bigger plot, and between Giang Than and the female lead there will be an extremely sweet turning point. 9 Giang The An was escorted away by the police, waiting for him would be the harsh judgment of the law. A conspiracy that lasted three years has finally come to an end. After the family meeting, Giang Than took me back to the dormitory. On the way home, no one said a word. The night wind blew gently through my hair, leaving only the sound of our footsteps interwoven in the long silence. Coming downstairs to the dormitory, he suddenly called me back: "Lin Hieu Ngu."

“Um?” — I turned my head to look.

He pulled out a card from his pocket and held it straight towards me. It's an unlimited black card.

“This is what you deserve.” His voice was low, like a warm breath on a cold night.

I looked at the card, smiled slightly, then pushed it back to him. “The deal is over,” I said, my voice very light but clear: “You opened your mouth to speak, my mission… is complete.” Giang Than froze slightly, his fingers clenched slightly, his eyes hid an emotion I had never seen before: "So... you..." He looked at me, an unprecedented tension and confusion flashed in his eyes: "Are... you going?" I tilted my head and smiled as if nothing mattered: "That's right." I deliberately teased him: "Money is given, the contract has expired, why am I still staying?" His face suddenly turned pale. In those dark eyes, mist rose, the reflected light sparkled, just like a small puppy about to be abandoned. Looking at his appearance, I felt both funny and sad at the same time. Finally, I let out a laugh, the corners of my lips curling into a bright smile: "Idiot, just tricking you." I stood on tiptoe, reached out and ruffled his hair, my voice mischievous but firm: "My whole life, Lam Hieu Ngu... is doomed in your hands. Don't you dare chase me away." Giang Than looked at me blankly, his eyes wide open, clearly still unable to react. I sighed, slowly leaned in, proactively pressing my lips to his. It was a kiss… different from any before. There is no provocation, no teasing, no testing of limits. Just a kiss full of determination and certainty. Like a silent vow: “This time, I choose you.” Only thing left - love The purest, most passionate feeling, like a lava flow smoldering in the ground, finally bursting, covering all the space between us. After a long time, we gently separated. He looked at me, his eyes were slightly red, his voice also carried a bit of hoarseness: "Lin Hieu Ngu... I like you." He took a deep breath and said each word, his voice shaking slightly but firmly: "Since the day... you rushed into the hall and loudly said you were pregnant with my child..." He smiled slightly, his eyes sparkling like a galaxy filled with them: "At that moment, I thought... you were like a small sun." "Just like that, fiercely rushing into my dark world, tearing all the darkness into light." Listening to him speak, my heart ached a little, both bitter and sweet, making it hard to breathe. “So… why were you so cold towards me then?” I pretended to be sulky, glaring at him. He paused slightly, his voice lowered a bit, somewhat embarrassed: "Because... I don't know how to treat a little sun." I raised my eyebrows, smiled softly, my eyes curved like a new moon: "And now you know?" He nodded, took my hand, bent down, placed a light kiss on the back of my hand: "Yes. Now I know." “Just… always, always, treat you well.” At that moment, my heart melted. No more vague vibrations, no more teasing games to guess each other's feelings. There remains only… an absolute certainty. “Giang Than,” I whispered, the corner of my lips curled slightly: “It seems that this time I... can't escape.”